So, the BFF's visiting from out of town and today was her last day here. She, another friend, and I meet up at Denver's version of the Waldorf Astoria for tea before BFF has to hop on a plane and go home.
I get there, and I'm kinda uncomfortable. I'm not unfamiliar with fancy schmanciness, but I'm also not a "lady who lunches"... fine china and tiny sandwhiches isn't really my bag but fuck it, I'm gonna have a good time with my friends so who cares?
I set my on the empty seat. Bff says, "do you mind turning it around?"
I say, "why?"
"because there's children here"
"there's only one little girl and her back is to our table..."
"why don't you just take your top off, too?"
WTF!!!!!!!
Seriously, my feelings were really hurt. She apologized a few minutes later, saying she shouldn't have been rude to me but the damage was done. Between the fucking baby squirrel this morning and that comment, I was put over the edge. By the time the scones were served, tears were welling up in my eyes.
I excused myself and went to the ladies room to let it out. She came in shortly afterwards, apologized profusely, and told me how awful she felt. I know she didn't mean to make a pointed comment, meaning she was commenting on my refinement (or lack there of) more than my former occupation, but it was really fucked up. I'm still upset about it.
I tried really hard today even though I knew I'd feel out of place. I'm aware of what's acceptable and appropriate and I can look and behave accordingly... I even considered switching purses before tea but decided against it because I thought, "who cares if a few stuffy old ladies get thier knickers in a bunch?" I'm hanging out with my friends and they accept me...
guess I was wrong.



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